I hate that I'm reading an article on Hillary Clinton that I think he'd like, that I wanted to send him a message earlier when something made me think of him, that I am updating my computer and poring through files and just found pictures of us together in Chicago and all I can think is how much I miss that life. It wasn't even a good life and all I can think is that at least it was my own, it was a life I willingly chose.
He broke my heart in more ways than one.
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